Wanna Funk?
Baby I just think you look so beautiful
And um
I was wondering if you would um maybe um
Wanna get together some time and um
Maybe like umm
Funk?
Baby let's get down to business
The baby making
Maybe you can spend the night and in the morning
Make me bacon
I ain't really eat much pork
But if you made it
Pass me that fork
I knew I'd wanna hit it after talking 5 minutes
And the party we was in it shorter than I was in it
And be honest that wasn't that long
Cause she had nice feet and a Fenty thong
I spent all that I had left to buy a taxi
Told the driver take us to my place fast please
If you don't put the pedal to the metal
Me and her might settle for your backseat
Told the driver he can eat my dust
At this point I'm standing to my knees in lust
It's a sinful attraction
Lovely addiction
I am entrapped in
Her contraption
A fly on the web
Her eyes looking like some apple pie on the ledge
Who am I to go against
My instinct
Divine prophecizer says
That my future resides inside her legs
She's the fruit that's forbidden
In the Garden of Eden
Metaphorically and literally
I'm dying to eat her
And if god wanna punish me for this
I wouldn't think twice
God
I just don't why
Why you would make something
So fucking attractive
So enticing
So undeniably beautiful
I mean
I mean why
What inspired you to make this
This romantic rendition
This compelling composition
This excellent exhibition
I think I know why
I think I know gods inspiration
It was because
God was horny
We funking we funking no funking's enough
We funk on the floor and we funk in my truck
We funk in my bed and we thumping so hard
That the funking's too much it be funking it up
We funk at the function the funk is amongst ya
I ain't touched no bottle but I'm feeling drunk
The public assumption is we funk for fun yeah
But funk the religion and I'm like the monk
When she leaves tomorrow
I'm nothing but sorrow
I'm puffing the pipe and clutching the bottle
I'm looking for something to fill my obsession
My joy and depression is at her discretion
So when she called me I was filled with joy
Thrilled that she came to fill the void
But what she told me next I asked her say two times
She said she got two lines
Oh shit
Are you serious
Did you do it twice
You did it 3 times
Oh shit
Alright
It's alright
Hey you wanna come over
Maybe we can huh you know
Kidding, totally kidding, just kidding
We can just uhh watch movies
Level 3
And um
I was wondering if you would um maybe um
Wanna get together some time and um
Maybe like umm
Funk?
Baby let's get down to business
The baby making
Maybe you can spend the night and in the morning
Make me bacon
I ain't really eat much pork
But if you made it
Pass me that fork
I knew I'd wanna hit it after talking 5 minutes
And the party we was in it shorter than I was in it
And be honest that wasn't that long
Cause she had nice feet and a Fenty thong
I spent all that I had left to buy a taxi
Told the driver take us to my place fast please
If you don't put the pedal to the metal
Me and her might settle for your backseat
Told the driver he can eat my dust
At this point I'm standing to my knees in lust
It's a sinful attraction
Lovely addiction
I am entrapped in
Her contraption
A fly on the web
Her eyes looking like some apple pie on the ledge
Who am I to go against
My instinct
Divine prophecizer says
That my future resides inside her legs
She's the fruit that's forbidden
In the Garden of Eden
Metaphorically and literally
I'm dying to eat her
And if god wanna punish me for this
I wouldn't think twice
God
I just don't why
Why you would make something
So fucking attractive
So enticing
So undeniably beautiful
I mean
I mean why
What inspired you to make this
This romantic rendition
This compelling composition
This excellent exhibition
I think I know why
I think I know gods inspiration
It was because
God was horny
We funking we funking no funking's enough
We funk on the floor and we funk in my truck
We funk in my bed and we thumping so hard
That the funking's too much it be funking it up
We funk at the function the funk is amongst ya
I ain't touched no bottle but I'm feeling drunk
The public assumption is we funk for fun yeah
But funk the religion and I'm like the monk
When she leaves tomorrow
I'm nothing but sorrow
I'm puffing the pipe and clutching the bottle
I'm looking for something to fill my obsession
My joy and depression is at her discretion
So when she called me I was filled with joy
Thrilled that she came to fill the void
But what she told me next I asked her say two times
She said she got two lines
Oh shit
Are you serious
Did you do it twice
You did it 3 times
Oh shit
Alright
It's alright
Hey you wanna come over
Maybe we can huh you know
Kidding, totally kidding, just kidding
We can just uhh watch movies
Level 3
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Writer(s): Shawn Clark
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